Текст песни Ах Астахова - Через тысячу лет

What will happen to me in a thousand years?
Or, for example, a year or ten?
He once said - anything we do not,
And there will be nothing, no hope.

And it had the chest all that could shrink,
And burned to the ground - there's nothing left!
What soul twist: my life was hard -
I tried to breathe, but alas, breathless.

But it was gone, and the light sofitovy
Lights in my unfamiliar face.
I'm looking at them warmly - and I see the answer,
And I believe that more trouble is not going to happen.

And I like it: just that - to the station,
And run away, but to run a barely audible voice.
And then he would tell what he knew me,
And he loved more than life itself. But somehow it failed.